Category Archives: Reactive Attachment Disorder

Well, he came home. Had him take off his pants, in the process he had to kneel down and untie his shoes. David thought that he would be clever with a little slight of hand. I saw him move something on the floor. After he stood up, I patted down his socks, and the back of his underwear. He had to pull the front away and let it snap back so I could know that there was nothing in there that shouldn’t be. Then I had him change his shirt. After that, he was directed to sit on the couch. So I went through the pile of stuff on the floor. Low and behold, like magic the iPod was there. Now, it could be argued that we had placed the iPod there with the thought that we could accuse him of taking something. David has made that argument before. However

David will be home from school in 15 minutes. Last night we discovered him upstairs. In that section of the house that he is not allowed to be in. Today, we discovered that big sister’s iPod is missing again. David will need to take off his clothes and put on pajamas right away when he comes in the door. Pajamas don’t have pockets. After that, his clothes will be searched. After that, the tantrum will begin because he will be accused of taking the iPod, and everyone in the house knows that if he gets caught stealing, there will be a 4 and 5 hour tantrum. Hopefully the bed will open up on Thursday at the residential facility that he is supposed to go to. They have to file a certificate of need in order to get authorization for him to be there. Related articles Master of Deception (whynotfathers.com) its

So. David was in trouble tonight for going into a section of the house that is off limits to him. (it is the upstairs area) There followed a good hour long diatribe of colossal proportions that involved words that even I had to consult a dictionary to determine the meaning of. Now, it would seem that when I ignored him, he would run out of gas. No such case. As a result, he became even more angry. Did you know that “Dunderhead” is an actual word? Truly. You can look it up. It means: “stupid person”. I thought that he was making up words as he went along. He did use quite a few words that I can’t repeat outside of the cab of a Peterbilt or a Kenworth. Well, I guess I could use them if I was a drunken sailor, but I digress. Tweet #fighting4answrs